A new splattered paint technique of sorts

We’ve discovered a new paint technique around here that I want to share with y’all. I’ve not seen it anywhere on the internet. It’s not even on pinterest. It’s just that unique.

I’ve decided that it must be due to the fact that it takes months to perfect and loads of patience for all involved. We kind of stumbled upon it, you might say. I had painted our bedroom and bathroom about 2 years ago with a calm robin’s egg blue. I love it. But I was a little disappointed with one particular wall in the bathroom. Over time it had developed white splotches and I could not figure out how that was happening. I wiped it down and scrubbed it every time I cleaned the bathroom, but it was just odd.

If you look really hard, you can see the splatters

I asked my hubby if he had noticed it and a friend or two who had come by for one reason or another. No one had any ideas. Then one day it dawned on me!

My sister-in-law and I have laughed about how our hubby’s sink and mirror always have more splatter marks on them than ours. We decided it’s the way these brothers thwack their toothbrush against the edge of the sink after they’ve given the brush it’s final rinse. It’s really funny to see the exact same pattern on her bathroom mirror as on mine.

And that’s what it was. Water splatters on the wall. I’ve thought about touching it up, but I haven’t as of yet. I think it’s because I know it’s a reminder for me.

See, I don’t always laugh about the messes created around our home that I find myself cleaning up. In fact, truth be told, I can find them completely irritating and overwhelming. Now, I’m not saying that everyone should feel free to make a mess and leave it for me to take care of, that’s a whole other story. But, I’m one who needs daily reminders to be thankful for the blessings in my life, even when those require a bit of work and a lot of patience.

So since my discovery of our one of a kind paint technique, I’ve taken it as an opportunity to practice grace. It may not seem like grace, but for one who likes everything neat and tidy, it definitely requires grace of me. The other option is that I have a tidy house and not get to journey through life with this crew of mine who loves me, even when I can get fritzed out over inconsequential matters.

For now, the splattered paint technique will stay, though I will continue wiping down the wall each week. And hopefully, it will help me grow in grace towards all five of the blessing living under our roof (yes, that includes the dog).

Tomorrow, we’ll look at a real painting type project. Until then, I think I’ll go ahead and add our new paint technique to pinterest. Who knows, it may just be the next big thing!

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